Spending the Night in the Upper Cloister of Ling-yen Temple
High high the white moon climbs above blue groves;
guests gone, monks to their quarters, I'm alone in the deep night.
Rank foods forbidden here, only wine before me,
songs and bells banished, nothing left me but a ch'in .
No object from the vulgar world to confront the eye,
only the sound of the fountain washing clean my mind.
Most of all I love the view east from the dawn pavilion,
Lake T'ai-hu's misted waters, deep deep green.
guests gone, monks to their quarters, I'm alone in the deep night.
Rank foods forbidden here, only wine before me,
songs and bells banished, nothing left me but a ch'in .
No object from the vulgar world to confront the eye,
only the sound of the fountain washing clean my mind.
Most of all I love the view east from the dawn pavilion,
Lake T'ai-hu's misted waters, deep deep green.
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